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I was out in the backyard rubbing one out and thought of Annie. Annie was a shy 18 year old babysitter and I was a cute 5 year old taking a bath before bedtime. She came into the bathroom to check on me and I can still see her stare at my little cock just undere the water. "Oh," she said and I didn't know what to say. She knelt down beside the tub and looked straight at my cock. "It's so cute, can I touch it?" she said. I wasn't sure what she meant, so I said, "Yes." She put her hand into the tub and the flat of her palm over my cock and pressed down. I had electricity going all over my crotch, down my legs, up my spine, wow it was so cool. Then she began to rub it on my belly, back and forth, up and down, and it was the best pleasure I'd ever known. I saw her hand moving in front of her. She was rubbing herself too. "If you like this we'll do it some more when you go to bed," she said. "Bt it's our special secret, so don't tell anyone about it." Tell, hell, I wanted to keep this to myself because it felt so good I didn't want to share it with anyone else. At bedtime she came to my room to tuck me in. "Pull your PJ bottoms down," she said, and I did. My heart pounded in my ears and my cock felt strange, like it might break off if I touched it, but she did it for me again. She rubbed it slow, then fast, in circles too, and I tightened my ass cheeks and bounced up and down into her hand. "You can do it to yourself too," she said. "You practice and you'll get real good at it." Annie babysat me again a couple of other times and I never saw much of her again, but I practiced rubbing out excitement every night, sometimes twice or more until I finally came five years later, then I practiced even more. Next in my series, Danny, the grandson next door, my hero, and what he taught me.